Well, we survived, or endured, another week. Nothing out of the ordinary, work, cleaning, school homework, and the world just kept on spinning.

The little one is finally asleep. The knowledge that tomorrow is a ‘Stay home day!’ easily adding an hour to the process. I brush my teeth, wash my face, and undress, slipping my satin pajama top on and buttoning the middle two buttons. I leave the bottoms on the hangar and head towards bed. Michael’s side is empty. I head downstairs, sure to find him asleep on the couch.

I enter the den to the sounds of the local weather forecast.

“If you like hot and humid, you’ll love the 7 day forecast.”

Michael is sitting at the end of the couch. A half empty, wait I’m a positive person, a half full glass of wine sits on the sofa table. I start to tell him to use a coaster but decide not to nag.

“Would you like me to get you a glass?”

“Don’t get up, I’ll get it”

I pour a glass and return to the couch. I sip my wine and lay down on the couch, using Michael’s lap as a pillow. We watch the rest of the news in silence before Letterman comes on. Wouldn’t you know it, a repeat.

“Want to watch Leno?”

“Of course not” I reply predictably.

Michael does what must be God’s gift to all men, he flips the remote with an expertise gained after years of on the job training.

“Why can’t you look at the program guide instead of flipping through every channel,” I ask.

“Drink your wine. This is man’s work.”

The screen is soon filled by the image of a softly lit woman, her more than ample breasts pressed together by her own hands, as she moves astride a dark haired man. Michael has conveniently stopped on a typical soft core cable movie.

“Interested?” he asks.

“Sure, why not. Want to watch it in bed?”

“No, let’s stay down here and finish our wine.”
The movie is slightly better than your average cable fare. The actors are attractive, though they are better at moaning than they are with spoken words. Michael begins to lightly stroke his fingers through my hair, occasionally brushing across my earlobes and forehead. Unfortunately his attempts at seduction are just relaxing me and, coupled with the wine, edging me closer towards sleep. Through heavy eyelids I watch the screen as two women sitting beside a swimming pool talk. The blond one reaches over and begins to rub lotion on the brunette. I know where this scene is headed, when Michael whispers,

“ Imagine that is Jill rubbing lotion you.”

Jill is one of our neighbors. Michael has had fantasies about us together ever since we shared an innocent kiss at midnight, New Years Eve. A kiss fueled by a giddy playfulness, not to mention tequila shots. Okay, so the kiss wasn’t quite so innocent, lasting some twenty seconds or so, the tequila preventing me from remembering who’s tongue made the first move.

I watch the screen much more intently now, Michael’s hand lightly brushing my cheek before moving back to my hair. The blond removes the brunette’s top, exposing her creamy breasts, topped by pert, pink nipples.

“ Jill doesn’t want you to burn” Michael continues.

I think to myself, back a few months to that Thursday that Jill invited me over for lunch, a couple of weeks after New Years. I may have forgotten to tell Michael about that lunch.
I arrived promptly at 11:30. It was a glorious winter day, temperature in the low 70’s, with just a brief puffy cloud as far as the eye get see. The type of day that make’s you able to tolerate the dog days of summer here. Jill had prepared a nice Caesar Salad and we talked between bites of crisp Romaine and sips of mint ice tea.. After we finished eating Jill said

“Come upstairs and let me show you how we remodeled our master suite.”

Jill and I walked up the stairs into her well appointed master bedroom.

On the TV the two women are making out. The blond fondles the others breast roughly as she kisses down her neck towards a semi erect nipple.

“Jill is squeezing your breast and pinching your nipple as she bites your neck, your sweat salty to her taste.”

Actually nothing Jill does is rough.

I compliment her on the master suite and offer some suggestions on colors for a new quilt.

“I’m sorry, I should have offered you something stronger than tea. Can I get you something else?”

“Oh heavens no, I’d be good for nothing the rest of the day.”

Jill laughed with me then grew silent as she walked to me and placed her hand on my arm and looked at me.

“Let’s see what happens without tequila.” and leans in and lightly brushes her lips across mine for an instant before inching back and gauging my reaction. I’m surprised, but not shocked, as I look back in Jill’s eyes, saying nothing with my voice, but apparently everything with my eyes. Jill wraps her arms around me and our mouths come together for a soft, yet intensely passionate kiss. My mouth parts as Jill slides her tongue against my own. As we kiss, Jill guides us a couple of steps to the edge of the bed, and we fall to the mattress, never breaking our kiss. I’m on my back and Jill is laying across me as we kiss. Her full, soft, breasts press against my own, as she kisses down to my ear and sucks the lobe between her lips.

The blond kisses a nipple and slides her hand down the supple, flat stomach and into the bikini bottom of her friend.

“ Jill continues to pinch first one of your nipples, then the other as you reach down and slide your bathing suit off.”

Michael continues to whisper in my ear. Meanwhile he moves a hand down and is stroking my sensitive nipples through the satin of my top.


Jill’s hand slides briefly across my breasts before deftly unbuttoning my blouse and pushing it off of me and dropping it to the floor. She kisses down my neck and across my chest, down between my breasts, stopping for a moment and looking back at my face.

“Are you okay?”

I respond only with the rapid beat of my heart, indicated by my short, raspy breathing.

Jill smiles and lowers her face, capturing one of my incredibly hard nipples in her lips, through the thin nylon of my bra. As she sucks it through the material, my hand entwines her fine blond hair through my fingers, and presses her firmly to my breast. Her hand brushes across my other nipple, flicking it briefly, before reaching down between my breasts and unclasping my bra and pushing it back, allowing my breasts the freedom they crave. Her mouth returns to my nipple and a warm tongue circles the flesh.

The camera moves slowly from the image of the hand moving inside the bikini bottom, up her body to the blond kissing a nipple, and onto the face of the brunette as she moans through a slightly overacted climax. Michaels fingers continue to touch and tease my nipples as he says,

“Jill’s tongue licks across your nipples as she starts to kiss down your stomach.”

I swear it feels like Jill has her tongue wrapped all around my engorged nipple. My head sways from side to side from the sensations she is causing. She removes her mouth.

“Your nipples are so sweet. The first time I saw them poking through your swimsuit I wanted to kiss them. Am I your first woman?”

I shyly nod yes.

“I thought so, but after that kiss, I had to find out. Relax, and let me take care of you.”

With that Jill stood beside the bed and removed her clothes. She did it slowly, knowing I was watching every move. Reaching behind her, she loosened her bra. Her large breasts spill forth in front of my eyes causing an involuntary sigh to escape from me. Leaving only her panties on, she leans back over the bed and grasps my shorts and slides them down. I raise my ass up and allow her to remove them.

“I have a pair of panties just like those. I like them better on you.”

Jill lowers her hand to the top of my panties and rubs her finger down the material and between my legs. A shiver runs through me as her finger lingers over my pussy.

“I love that you are so wet for me.”

She removes her finger as she climbs back on the bed and rubs her damp finger across my nipple before lowering her mouth to it and sucking it deeply into her mouth. As she continues her oral attention to my breasts her hand moves down and begins to push my panties off. Once more I raise my ass as they slide down, past mid thigh, to my knees. I kick them the rest of the way down until they dangle loosely around just one ankle. Jill then takes my hand in hers and gently moves both down until they rest just above my neatly trimmed, very, very wet, pussy.

“Put your hand on top of mine,” Jill softly says.

I place my hand on top of hers as she says.

“Show me how you like to be touched.”

I slowly guide our hands down while opening my legs wider. As I do, Jill swings her leg over my own and I can feel the soft material of her panties on my thigh. They are damp.

My body jerks as our combined fingers slide through my wet folds. I place Jill’s two fingers over my clit and slowly move her hand in a circle around the swollen flesh.

I neither see nor hear the television now, focused instead on the rerun playing in my head.
Through the haze I hear Michael,

“Jill is kissing all around your wet slit. She’s getting closer and closer…”

I move my hand and slide it into my panties, between my lips, and slowing begin to circle my fingers around my clit.

“ That’s it baby, Jill’s tongue is licking you!”

My hand falls away from Jill’s as she strokes me. Her mouth recaptures a nipple and she licks it. With no warning, I explode in climax.

“Yes, Yes, Yes” I moan as I thrash across the bed.

Jill slowly eases her fingers away from me and begins to kiss down my stomach.

I arch my back as the last spasms of my orgasm ripple through me, before sliding my hand back out of my panties.

“ Damn, Baby that was so fucking hot”

I can feel Michael’s erection pushing through his shorts, I roll over slightly and release it. I slide my hot, wet mouth over it’s plum like head and lick the wetness from the tip. It tastes nothing like Jill. I begin to slide my mouth up and down on his hard dick.

Jill holds my head still between her spread legs.

“That’s it, right there. God, yes, suck my clit”

Michael and Jill explode in my mouth at the same time. I savor and swallow, already ready for another taste.

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Very nice!

That was very nice, and interesting angle with three things going on at once! Very hot!